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tSR WEREWOLF 20XX: THE SPRITERS DESTROY THEMSELVES *GAME IS OVER, SPRITE THIEVES WIN*
He had spent another night hidden deep within a lonely thread. No matter how many times he had said to himself that he must be strong now, that he had to act and ward off the evil, he couldn't find the courage to actually go out there and fight. So he waited for the sun to rise.
Only in the light he felt save. Vampires shunned the light. Yet, he didn't let go of the garlic and cross as he stepped outside to see if more bad things had happened this night.
Previous Lincoln was shocked. To more good posters fell pray to the evil force, two more helpful roles were lost. His heart sank deep and he lost a part of what little hope he had preserved. Swallowing his anguish, he approached a bloody murder scene to examine it, wishing to find evidence pointing towards the evildoers. The metallic taste of blood passed his nostrils as he kneeled down to investigate.
Wasn't this...
blue thread?
It was. Blue yarn covered in blood.
It wasn't much, but any trace was better than none. Previous Lincoln wouldn't leave Sir Zabadabenabadaba's death be unatoned.

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RE: tSR WEREWOLF 20XX: THE SPRITERS DESTROY THEMSELVES - by Previous - 08-21-2012, 03:47 AM

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